| C | G7 | C | Oh, the | weather out | side is | frightful, |
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| Ebdim | G7 | But the fire is | so de | lightful, |
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| Dm | A7 | Dm | And | since we've no | place to | go, |
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| G7 | C | Let it | snow, let it snow, let it | snow. |
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| C | G7 | C | It | doesn't show | signs of | stopping, |
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| Ebdim | G7 | And I brought some | corn for | popping. |
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| Dm | A7 | Dm | The | lights are turned | way down | low, |
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| G7 | C | Let it | snow, let it snow, let it | snow. |
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| | G | | When we | finally kiss good night, |
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| | Am7 | D7 | G | | How I'll | hate going | out in the | storm, |
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But if you really hold me tight, |
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| | A7 | D7 | G7 | | All the | way home | I'll be | warm. |
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| C | G7 | C | The | fire is | slowly | dying, |
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| Ebdim | G7 | Eb | F#dim | Bb7 | And, my dear, we're | still good | bying, | | | |
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| Dm | A7 | Dm | But as | long as you | love me | so, |
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| G7 | C | Let it | snow, let it snow, let it | snow. |
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